Текст (слова) песни: Tupac, 2Pac - Street Fame

(Macadoshis)
It was a dope spot from y`all
One on one strappin`
That`s the way it was when the four of us was strappin`
I`m a fuckin` class from the Gs in the hood
Puttin` worth, did some dirt
Now a snitch never would
Blowin` fat jag blunts with my nigga P
Growin` up
Time comin` back sippin Henessey
We said we seniors are old
And I felt like a god man bitch
And i had my pickup `85 bitch
And my family was known to be great
See Syke Moore representin` no matter who sets it on
Street power
Why you niggas flip and you thug shit
I be by my motherfuckin` grip
Numba nos
Cause we three million minds
Remember that
Damn its a shame
But still I`m in the game
I`m tryin to get street fame
(chorus)
(Syke)
Don`t blame my mama
Don`t blame my daddy
I know they wish they never had me
In and out of jail by 12
Failing out of school
Cause I was livin` by the street rules
Hangin with hoes
Droppin dawgs as a little loot
I was gettin my respect but i was still rude
Into the game and slang
Into the cocaine
With `em double ups
We slangin them whole things
Hey I just told my mail man
You hangin like a bail
And even with no proof they gonna put me in jail
Everbody says he`s sold and I`m outta control
Motherfuckers gossip and I still roll
Bitches want my cash on my dash on my pac-vit
They wouldn`t know a motherfucker if he didn`t have shit
So while I`m ballin and kickin up dust
Get your score fresh
Bitch made niggas know not to fuck with us
Cause I`m livin on the edge
I`m blastin lead
Wanted by the feds they got to take me dead
So fuck it try to work it in the inner city
In the land of no pity
I made it by the street fame
(chorus)
(Rated R)
Super storm made it by street fame
I had to make some people feel the pain
In this dirty game
I know I`m on my way to hell
Hey yo gather it up for all the niggas that have been smoked
The hood that took me under
A nigga gots the heart
Don`t get it twisted cause I`m mad with my homey`s score
I kill for my niggas, my niggas kill for me
That`s the love you get from your drug for you pootie
It works, see?
I`m a G
Would a gang of niggas have to reach and appeal me
Cause I smoked their homey
Well don`t feel proud
Cause around here thats what makes it worse
I smoke blunts all day to keep my mind off them
They don`t stop
Through my casket drop-top let me ride
All i want is Shatmo
He`s a god
And it don`t matter if a rapper plays
Cause I cought the back of some minds
Fuck the fame
(chorus)...
(fade out)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Tupac, 2Pac - Street Fame (Macadoshis) It was a dope spot from y`all One on one strappin` That`s the way it was when the four of us was strappin` I`m a fuckin` class from the Gs in the hood Puttin` worth, did some dirt Now a snitch never would Blowin` fat jag blunts with my nigga P Growin` up Time comin` back sippin Henessey We said we seniors are old And I felt like a god man bitch And i had my pickup `85 bitch And my family was known to be great See Syke Moore representin` no matter who sets it on Street power Why you niggas flip and you thug shit I be by my motherfuckin` grip Numba nos Cause we three million minds Remember that Damn its a shame But still I`m in the game I`m tryin to get street fame (chorus) (Syke) Don`t blame my mama Don`t blame my daddy I know they wish they never had me In and out of jail by 12 Failing out of school Cause I was livin` by the street rules Hangin with hoes Droppin dawgs as a little loot I was gettin my respect but i was still rude Into the game and slang Into the cocaine With `em double ups We slangin them whole things Hey I just told my mail man You hangin like a bail And even with no proof they gonna put me in jail Everbody says he`s sold and I`m outta control Motherfuckers gossip and I still roll Bitches want my cash on my dash on my pac-vit They wouldn`t know a motherfucker if he didn`t have shit So while I`m ballin and kickin up dust Get your score fresh Bitch made niggas know not to fuck with us Cause I`m livin on the edge I`m blastin lead Wanted by the feds they got to take me dead So fuck it try to work it in the inner city In the land of no pity I made it by the street fame (chorus) (Rated R) Super storm made it by street fame I had to make some people feel the pain In this dirty game I know I`m on my way to hell Hey yo gather it up for all the niggas that have been smoked The hood that took me under A nigga gots the heart Don`t get it twisted cause I`m mad with my homey`s score I kill for my niggas, my niggas kill for me That`s the love you get from your drug for you pootie It works, see? I`m a G Would a gang of niggas have to reach and appeal me Cause I smoked their homey Well don`t feel proud Cause around here thats what makes it worse I smoke blunts all day to keep my mind off them They don`t stop Through my casket drop-top let me ride All i want is Shatmo He`s a god And it don`t matter if a rapper plays Cause I cought the back of some minds Fuck the fame (chorus)... (fade out) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Street Fame: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/937.html Все тексты песен: Tupac, 2Pac » Tupac, 2Pac - Thug Style » Tupac, 2Pac - Heaven Ain`t Hard 2 Find » Tupac, 2Pac - Fake Ass Bitches » Tupac, 2Pac - Thug N You Thug N Me (Remix) » Tupac, 2Pac - Runnin On E » Tupac, 2Pac - Fuck All Y`all » Tupac, 2Pac - Nothing To Lose » Tupac, 2Pac - Baby Don`t Cry » Tupac, 2Pac - Crooked » Tupac, 2Pac - Last Wordz » Tupac, 2Pac - Nothin But Love » Tupac, 2Pac - Crooked » Tupac, 2Pac - All Out » Tupac, 2Pac - Smile For Me Now » Tupac, 2Pac - Open Fire » Tupac, 2Pac - I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto » Tupac, 2Pac - The Streetz R Deathrow » Tupac, 2Pac - Skandalouz » Tupac, 2Pac - Hellrazor » Tupac, 2Pac - Hellrazor Рекомендуем скачать: » Таня Буланова - Королевна » Тимур Шаов - Блюз-мистерия » Тишинская Таня - Бугульма » Татьяна Афраймович - Старая Песня » Табу - Государыня » Тату - Я теперь твой враг » Тимур Шаов - Чисто конкретно! » Татьяна Кутузова - Эй, капитан! Ну что с тобой случилось... » Татьяна Дрыгина - У моих женихов, посмотрите » Татьяна Флейшман - Я хочу засыпать у тебя на ладони... » Татьяна Флейшман - Это старая тема... » Татьяна Овсиенко - Морозов » Таня Буланова - Мой сон » Татьяна Дрыгина - Все птички вокруг собираются в стаи... » Тату - Люди-инвалиды » Татьяна Глазкова - Набережная » Танцы Минус - Город » Тимур Шаов - "Инь" и "Ян" » Тексты песен и аккорды - All of Lyrics / Поисковая система текстов песен All of Lyrics » Тишинская Таня - Молитва
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